Nik's Story that Came with the Kids With Guns Mug:

"I found this at Goodwill next to all the discarded wedding toast glasses, plastic A's cups, and granny shot glasses. I have no idea what the story is behind it but for 99cent - I rescued it. It's definitely someone's art project but the grim imagery raises a lot of questions. Even my most twisted friends don't want it. I'm sure it'll ruin people's feng shui. It'd make a great gag gift for creating uncomfortable silences."

Nik's story submitted with the Vampire Captain Bobblehead trade offer:

Two months ago my grandmother passed away. She was a hoarder of everything porceilain. For months I've been moving little Hummel statues, charming figurines, foofy tea pots, victorian dishes from one side of the house to the other. There were millions of them.

Nik has answered so many "interview" questions at this point I wasn't sure there would be anything else we could learn about him. I've basically unzipped him, turned him inside-out and shaken him until all of his insides spilled out all over in previous interviews. I was fortunate that I saw him posting on Facebook about moving a lot recently. Finally. Something new to talk about! Also, I ended up mailing his package to the wrong address (still claim this is not my fault) so we cover that as well.

Rebekah's Story That Came With the Ceramic Doll Sculpture

This may not be for anyone squeamish or any man at all. In 1997, I got to observe a really amazing event. The vasectomy of my now ex-husband. The doctor was all too willing to let me watch. H, as he shall be known, was invited to lay on the exam table, his junk exposed and properly shaved. The doctor chuckled as he taped his member to his lower (hair covered, I might add) abdomen. He was then given a shot of anesthetic.

Rebekah's Story That Came With Ceramic Necklace

I once went to an estate sale that was located at a home that was once owned by a family of zombies. I purchased three photos, one of the father zombie, one of the baby zombie, and one of their 3 pet brains.

Some of you probably already know about bARTer Sauce. It's my experiment in trading for art and odd objects. Whatever I get -- I trade for something else -- and everyone I trade with has to tell me a story.

The project was supposed to last for one year, but it's been over four years at this point and it is still going strong. I have made hundreds of trades with people all over the US, Canada, Mexico and the UK. I've met some crazies and some people who have become friends for life.

Nik and I have done so many trades that I've pretty much run out of stories to tell about them.

And I've run out of "interview" questions to ask him. And once, I've already made him make up his own "interview" questions and answer them. So we've pretty much come to the end of story telling about our trades especially since they happen through the mail. There's only so many times I can talk about that one lady at the post office who hates me.